If we pulled this game off the whole thing would be settled now." "Don't think for a moment that I underestimate Harvard.

She is Yale's greatest rival and is bound to do us when she can.
"We made a good bid for the game to-day, but it wasn't our luck to win, and so we may as well swallow our medicine and keep still." "It wasn't a case of luck at all," spluttered Harry.

"It was sheer bull-headedness, that's what it was! If Put had put you in long before he did the game might have been saved." "He didn't like to pull Gordon out, you see." "Well, if he's running this team on sentiment, the sooner he quits the better it will be for the team." Frank said nothing, but he could not help feeling that Harry was right.
Managing a ball team is purely a matter of business, and if a manager is afraid to hurt anybody's feelings he is a poor man for the position.
"Why didn't he put you in in the first place ?" asked Harry.
"I don't know.

I suppose he had reasons." "Oh, yes, he had reasons! And I rather think I know what they were.

I am sure I do." "What were they ?" "Didn't you expect to pitch the game from the start to-day ?" "Yes, I did." "I thought so." Harry nodded, as if fully satisfied that he understood the whole matter.
"Well," said Frank, a bit sharply, "you have not explained yourself.